“Roo,” Winter encourages. “Yes, that’s so good. More.”
I withdraw my tongue, licking through her center until I reach her clit. “Maybe we all get to dine like kings tonight,” I offer, before flicking that bundle of nerves with the tip of my tongue.
Winter exhales a shuddering breath, her eyes finding Brecken. “Please,” she begs. “Kiss me. I don’t care where just fucking kiss me.”
He’s on her in the next second, his mouth slamming into hers as he rips off his tuxedo jacket.
“Yeah,” Luca murmurs as if just for our brother’s ears. “Get some, Brecken. Winter needs you.”
I eat pussy while Brecken kisses a restrained Winter like he’s been starving for the past ten days. Frustrated at not being able to thread her hands through his hair, realizing Luca and Brecken can tie a good knot, her fingers curl into fists. Meanwhile, Luca sits down on one of the chairs her wrist is tied to, taking her nipple into his mouth, sucking and kissing it, biting her.
She bucks against the ties and belts, every muscle tight and straining as we ravish her. As we gorge on our delicious meal laid out for us. When Winter comes on my tongue, her voice is a muffled cry. Arching into her release, I let her have a few seconds to recover before I slide two fingers inside her tight heat. Licking through her center, I fuck her with my fingers, my tongue, my mouth. All the while Luca works her sensitive breast with his lips, sliding a hand under Brecken’s chest to roll her other nipple between his fingers.
Winter twists and writhes on the table through three more orgasms, her kitty clenching in relentless, hungry waves. She looks royally fucked, even though our cocks are nowhere near her. Yet.
When Brecken pulls back, it’s to push Luca’s hand away from her breast. He plumps her tit in his hand, testing its weight as I rise off my knees and stroke her quivering, exhausted legs. “You did so good, baby.”
Her eyes, heavy-lidded and sated, bounce from Brecken to me to Luca. My body is ready for its own release but I wait for Brecken to explore. He brushes the backs of his fingers along her cheek, Luca saying, “I plan on being down her throat in four seconds unless you want her mouth again.”
Brecken smiles, his eyes blazing across her chest, her neck, her mouth. “Take it,” he tells his brother, as I unbutton my fly and angle my painfully hard cock to her entrance.
Turning her head, Winter opens her mouth for Luca like the good girl she is as I slide my crown through her puffy, swollen puss. We sink inside her at the same time, Winter gagging on his dick as she swallows the entire length of mine.
I bottom out inside her.Jesus, she feels good.
A distorted cry, one that’s a mix of surprise and momentary distress sounds.
“She good?” I ask Luca’s back.
“Yeah.” And then to Winter: “Just like that. Yeah, get it wet.”
Brecken takes a seat, alternatively watching one brother fuck her mouth and another filling her pussy. “You want in here?” I ask.
He shakes his head but aims a mildly tortured look at me. Dude is struggling, though not so badly as before. Lipstick smudges his face so I smirk back as I ease in and out of Winter, the past few hours of being pressed against her on the dance floor finally paying off. He knows we’re only here, in the kitchen, screwing Winter on the dining table so that he can participate however he wants. Luca and I haven’t done anything close to this in years. All the previous five women we’ve shared were one on one.
Standing between her spread legs gives Luca plenty of room to straddle Winter’s shoulders and work himself down her throat. It blocks off my view, but I can hear her hum and moan deep from her chest as I rock into her tight, velvet warmth.
“Open that throat,” Luca growls, his hips flexing. “Yes,” he hisses, never taking his eyes off her.
I pound her pussy, the chairs knocking into the table edge with every slamming thrust Balzer and I make. Tipping her pelvis up she tries to chase a different angle. For a second, I think about releasing her ankles, but I’m distracted by Brecken jerking off, Winter’s black thong wrapped around his dick.
“Good girl,” I praise. “Taking both our cocks at the same time.”
Unable to talk back, I thrust into her tight body, her garbled moans setting every nerve ending on fire. “But you love taking two at once, don’t you.”
I hear what sounds like agreement.
“What about three? You want to be good for all of us? At the same time?”
Another moan of agreement, needy and pained.
With a deep, guttural groan, Luca comes, his body stilling as he empties into Winter’s mouth. “Fuck, Winter. You don’t fucking disappoint.” Careful not to squash her, he clambers off her, tucking himself away and kissing her sweetly on the mouth as she recovers her breath.
Visible to me now, she trails her eyes from Luca to me. Lipstick is smeared across her mouth, her chin, and her cheeks. She looks wrecked, her body tightening around me. Knowing she’s close, I give in to that swelling, blistering energy as it razes down my spine and slams into my cock.
My orgasm hits like a fireball as I empty inside her, pumping and pulsing out every single drop. I get lost in the feeling of being held by her body, of the way her muscles clench as she comes with me, her hoarse cry echoing off the walls.
Sharply, her back bows. Her toes curl as I move inside her and prolong her release. And then I’m pulling out, my dick bare.